Kaizen

I looked down up a huge swell from Chapmans peak and tried to get into my wetsuit as fast as possible as the sun went down. We where on the corner above the road on a multi coloured conveyorbelt at "Imvumvu's" hang out, which was open to the elements.I thought it would be better not to put on booties to save time but then remembered the treacherous rock path below that could cut my feet up. A Cristiano Ronaldo look alike was also on his way down to enter the water. When I looked the sun had practically set,and i doubted we could go surf...also worrying about sharks.

2nd May 2015

I walked the dirty streets of India with a young local, yet westernized girl. We chatted nonchalantly and as we stepped off the pavement I noticed a gold coin that had a half moon cut out from the top. The girl immediately notified me of its high value.

A local man with his family noticed all of this and offered to purchase it from us. I negotiated with him, and after some fuss managed to bring get 5000rupees from him, as the Indian girl watched quietly.The man gave the gave her the 5000rupees and carried on his path.When I spoke to her about splitting the money she told me it was her coin and therefore her money.I felt flabergasted and cheated. I,after all, had done all the work!

2nd May 2015
I found myself in an old age home. The white back room I was in was well lit by large windows and high ceilings. There seemed to be a en-suite bathroom in the corner, with walls made from cardboard lower that the one in the actual room. I walked towards the rear of the room and caught a glimpse of myself in a large vertical rectangular make-up mirror on the right hand side wall.

I couldn't recognise the person who looked back at at all.

It looked as though I had aged 20 years, had a huge musache, and look like a long black haired Mexican that was aging.I immediately knew i was dreaming and and stabilized by focusing on the detail on my at my hands.They seemed to have large black and deep grooves on them.
I told myself that when I turn toward the front of the room I would find a flower to smell. When i did, no flower was in sight. I began exploring the space and what seemed to be a lounge area with turquoise and cream chairs and a low coffee table.
Finally, on the coffee table I found the small flower I had been looking for. It was a small white daisy that was growing out of a pink and purple cardboard box with a dark pruple ribbon running along the length of the box. Metal black spikes coming out of the box caged the flower in as protection, but the flower was exposed at the top.I gave the flower a sniff and it gave off a sterile hospital aroma, and immediately began to die and wither.